Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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Several guards from the peak of the human fairy of Jujin Commercial Bank took action, but these wastelands were robbed and scattered with one blow.

The leader of the wasteland thief with the cultivation base of Tianzun was full of blood, and was bound by the golden rope with a desperate face, and dragged it to the deck.

"The wasteland thieves on the Fuliao Wasteland can't be killed without killing them."

Who made too many low-level monks, and the resources were all in the hands of the big sect?

What should the low-level immortal cultivators do if they don't rob them?

"The rules of my gold-gathering firm are to make money with peace." Zhao Chen stepped forward and patted the big man on the shoulder.

He took out a shining high-grade immortal spirit stone and stuffed it into the big man's shirt.

"Remember, this young master is Zhao Chen, the young master of Jujin Commercial Bank, and you can come to Yunlan City in the Yunteng Wasteland to find me in the future." Lifting the big man's collar, Zhao Chen threw him off the flying boat.

With the cultivation base of Tianzun, let alone the void of ten thousand feet, even if it falls from the sky of ten thousand feet, nothing will happen.

It's just that one's cultivation base is locked by the talisman, and it will inevitably hurt his bones if he falls.

Looking at the surging clouds under the flying boat, Zhao Chen suddenly turned around and looked at Han Muye: "Brother Han, take me to the Immortal Burial City."

His words surprised Old Chu and Song Zhong for a moment.

From following Han Muye to Yunlan City, Zhao Chen has not always shown that kind of daring and daring appearance.

His business acumen and communication skills are good, but he does not have the means and ability to take charge of the overall situation like Zuo Baichou.

Jujin Commercial Bank in Yunlan City is far less prosperous than Wanshen Commercial Bank.

In the eyes of Mr. Chu and the others, Zhao Chen didn't have much ambition. To meet the noble Yunlan Jianxian, this life is enough, there is no shortage of wealth, and he also has backers.

According to their assumptions, Zhao Chen will basically go under the rule of Yunlan City and Jianzong in the future, and control this business route with continuous money.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen would say that he would go to the Immortal City Burial with Han Muye.

Is there a place where an immortal cultivator who has not yet reached the fairyland can go?

The name of Immortal Burial is no joke.

"Why?" Han Muye also showed a hint of curiosity on his face.

He also knew about Zhao Chen.

This guy is very afraid of death.

"Look, the wasteland thieves who gave us headaches back then look like poor people now." Zhao Chen stretched out his finger and pointed into the distance, with a look of emotion on his face.

"This world of practice is only interesting if we see more and farther."

Turning his head to look at Han Muye, Zhao Chen looked solemn: "Big brother, I'm afraid that when you go to Immortal Burial City and come back later, I won't even have the qualifications to walk with you."

Peer qualifications!

Old Chu and Song Zhong shuddered and looked at each other.

It turns out that the Shaodong family from home has such wisdom!

Don't look at Zuo Baichou in charge of Yunlan City, but he gave up the opportunity to walk with Yunlan Sword Immortal.

In the future, when Yunlan Sword Immortal returns to Yunlan City, Zuo Baichou at that time is probably not qualified to walk with Sword Immortal!

The opportunity in the world is at hand, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will be eliminated!

Han Muye looked at Zhao Chen.

I have to say that although this guy is sometimes out of tune, he is sharp.

As one's practice becomes higher and higher, fewer and fewer people can walk with him.

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Before he knew it, he made friends with Jinxian, even Daluo above Jinxian.

Those who followed him at the beginning, there are not many who can keep up with his footsteps.

I don't know, how many of those people in the mortal world can walk with him?

"Okay, I don't stay in Jianzong for a long time, you have to hurry up to prepare something."

Han Muye's words made Zhao Chen smile.

"OK!"

"Immortal Burial City, haha, Lord, I also have time to go to Immortal Burial City!"

"Old Chu, don't tell my parents about this, or they'll have to break my legs..."

As the boat moved forward, it encountered some robbers along the way.

It's just that when the golden banner is unfolded, it is basically retreating in spite of the difficulties.

Five days later, the caravan had arrived outside Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture.

The flying boat landed, and outside Yunlu City, there was already a team of sword cultivators waiting.

Since Han Muye stepped into the boundary of Yuze Prefecture, he had already communicated to Yunlu City as a disciple of the Sword Sect, Han Muye.

When opening the teleportation array, he also needs to show his identity.

"Han Muye in Zhenxuan Hall?" Qingpao Jianxiu, who was holding a scroll in his hand, looked up at Han Muye, who had stepped down from the flying boat.

"As ordered by the guarding elders, I will take you for questioning."

Jianxiu raised his hand and waved, and several Jianxiu behind him flew up.

Han Muye did not move, but a sword light was already rising behind him.

A black-robed sword cultivator stepped out, and the surging sword light exploded from his body, imprisoning the surrounding space.

The few sword cultivators who flew over flew back upside down.

The leader Qingpao Jianxiu looked ugly and looked at Han Muye with horror: "I know you, you were rampant in the trial hall at the beginning, but you must know that you are also my sword sect disciple!"

He is only a human immortal and has entered the holy cultivation base. The sword cultivation base in front of him is tyrannical, and he cannot block a blow in front of him.

But as a disciple of Sword Sect, he couldn't turn around and run away.

Han Muye waved his hand, and the Moruo swordsman stepped back.

Han Muye hung a golden badge on his chest.

The identification mark of the disciple of Zhenxuan Hall.

The Qingpao Jianxiu on the opposite side and the people behind him were all disciples of the Desolation Hall.

When Han Muye's trial in the trial ground was interrupted, it was because the people in the Hall of Desolation were making trouble.

On the contrary, it was Wang Minghe and others from Zhenxuan Hall who helped him deal with it.

"Beard Wei, it's not your turn to take care of the affairs of my Zhenxuan Hall disciple." Not far away, with a loud shout, several figures approached with swords.

Looking at the leader, Han Muye showed a smile.

"Senior Brother Wang, stay safe."

Wang Jintai, the guard disciple that Han Muye met in Qingyun Town.

It was Wang Jintai who recommended for Han Muye and attracted the attention of his uncle Wang Minghe, so that he had the opportunity to become the elite of the Four Palaces and get the opportunity of the Yunteng Wasteland.

Speaking of which, Wang Jintai was considered Han Muye's nobleman.

But for Wang Jintai, Han Muye was also his chance.

It was Han Muye who attracted the attention of Zhenxuan Hall, and he got the chance to be recalled to Yunlu City.

Over the years, Wang Jintai in Yunlu City has also been nourished, and there are several strong men in Zhenxuan Hall.

"Haha, it was previously reported that you were returning from the Yunteng Wasteland, and the elders asked me to pick you up." Wang Jintai laughed and stepped forward. Seeing the guards behind Han Muye who had restrained their breaths, he looked on his face. Smile better.

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"How about the wasteland? The Bitter Immortal Territory has been surging in the past few years. It is said that many elites from various sects have ventured into the Yunteng Wasteland."

"I heard that Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi turned Yunteng Wasteland upside down, have you ever been to Yunlan City?"

Turning his head to see Zhao Chen, Wang Jintai had a smile on his face: "Zhao Shaodong, my brother didn't cause you trouble in the wasteland, did he?"

cause trouble?

Zhao Chen shook his head strangely.

Now the world only knows that there is a Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi in the wasteland, but he has forgotten Han Muye's real name.

When they arrived at Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture, even Wang Jintai did not know that Han Wudi was Han Muye.

After all, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi had a great reputation, and Han Muye was just a potential disciple of the Sword Sect.

Yunlan Sword Immortal can traverse the Immortal Realm, and in the eyes of the elders of Sword Sect, it is also an existence worthy of attention.

Han Muye is just an elite of Zhenxuan Hall who is a little bit more troublesome, and he may also be an elite of the two halls.

"Wang Jintai, when Han Muye sneaked away and fled away, he was inseparable from the turmoil in Sanhuo City." The disciple of the Hall of Desolation over there shouted and pointed at Han Muye.

"Today he came back and should be taken into custody first."

Detention?

Zhao Chen turned around and shouted coldly, "Go away!"

Behind him, the immortal cultivation base on Song Zhong's body exploded, directly knocking those Sword Sect disciples into the air.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jintai showed envy on his face.

Jujin Trading Co. climbed the line of Yunlan City in the Wasteland. It is said that an elder said that in the future, Jujin Trading Co., Ltd. will take care of its business under the rule of Jianzong.

Zhao Shaodong immediately became the hottest existence of Sword Sect, not to mention punishing the little disciple today, even the guarding elder did not dare to offend him.

His eyes fell on Han Muye, and he suddenly felt envious in his heart.

It seems to be following the right person.

Han Muye followed Zhao Shaodong, and there was a chance in the future.

"Don't pay attention to them, Elder Chen Qiu and Elder Yu Ze have a banquet and invite Zhao Shaodong and Brother Han to the banquet." Wang Jintai cupped her hands towards Zhao Chen and said loudly.

The guard elders hold a banquet?

If Zhao Chen wanted to experience this feeling of returning home.

But now you have to follow Han Muye to Burial Immortal City, how can you still have time for the banquet?

He had to quickly prepare the supplies needed to go to Immortal Burial City.

"Forget it, I won't go." Zhao Chen waved his hand, glanced at Han Muye, turned around and left with a smile.

Han Muye turned his head and glanced at the guards of the Moruo clan behind him, and said in a low voice, "You are also with Zhao Chen."

Hearing his orders, the majestic men transformed by the guards and monsters all followed Zhao Chen away.

A look of regret flashed across Wang Jintai's face.

Ben is also going to have some relationship with Jujin Firm.

Looking at it now, Han Muye is probably not very important under Zhao Shaodong.

This is a pity.

"Let's go." Wang Jintai nodded towards Han Muye, leading him to fly away to Yunlu City.

The five elders in charge of the guardianship of Yunlu City, Chen Qiu and Yu Ze are both from Zhenxuan Hall, and Wu Chaoshen and Xiong Ke are from Zhenhuang Hall.

Another elder, Su Yunong, did not belong to their two halls, but had always been a peaceful elder.

It is also because of this that Zhenxuan Hall and Zhenhuang Hall are in conflict with each other, affairs in Yunlu City are always entangled, and the entire Yuze Prefecture is in constant turmoil.

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Coupled with the current changes in the general situation, it is even more flamboyant.

When Wang Jintai led Han Muye to the front of the city hall, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said, "Brother Han, how are Du Sanzhen and the others now?"

Du Sanzhen and the others all came out of Qingyun Town, and they were acquainted with Wang Jintai.

"They're okay," Han Muye said softly.

Really okay.

Du Sanzhen was already an immortal and a saint, only a little lower than Zhang Zhenbiao. It can be said that his cultivation has increased more than a hundred times over the years.

As for the resources in their hands, they are also infinitely richer than they were back then.

In Yunlan City, they all have their own industries and serve in the military guards.

"That's good." Seeing that Han Muye was speaking lightly, Mrs. Wang Jin didn't ask any further questions.

The Yunteng Wasteland is much more dangerous than the Fuliao Wasteland. Du Sanzhen's cultivation base is probably not very good there.

In front of the main hall, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, and Su Yunong, the three guardian elders, were waiting there.

"Elder Ben, Han Muye brought it here." Wang Jintai hurriedly bowed.

Han Muye also surrendered.

At least it wasn't that Chen Qiu and Wang Minghe were guarding the trial hall at the beginning. He was afraid that he didn't even have the chance to pass the hundredth order in the trial.

"This sword intent is condensed, it seems that you have experienced a good experience in the wasteland." Chen Qiu looked Han Muye up and down with a smile on his face.

Yu Ze and Su Yunong also chuckled and nodded.

It must be extraordinary to be able to return from the Yunteng Wasteland.

What's more, Han Muye broke the trial record in Yunlu City back then and was a genuine elite.

"It was Senior Wang Minghe and the elders who helped me back then, otherwise I wouldn't be here today." Han Muye raised his hands and clasped his fists, and said softly.

When he returned to Yunlu City, he really felt a lot.

In the more than ten years since he left Yunlu City, he has hardly stopped killing in the wasteland.

It was also in the past ten years that his cultivation has advanced rapidly, and various opportunities have continued.

The accumulation of Yunlan City gave him the foundation for his rise in the Immortal Realm.

"It's all from the same sect, it should be." Han Muye's attitude satisfied Chen Qiu, he smiled and extended his hand to invite him into the hall.

Food and wine have been placed in the hall.

To be honest, there are really few such delicacies in the wasteland.

Even if Yunlan City is a big city on the wasteland, there are still not many things to enjoy.

Han Muye was not polite, he opened his bow from left to right, and the wine was dry.

Chen Qiu and the others looked at each other and couldn't help but chuckle.

The days on the wasteland are bitter...

Every now and then they asked a question, and Han Muye tried his best to answer.

Of course, the ones they asked most were Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal.

Han Muye's answer was: "Yunlan City is a big city, but it's not as rich as Yunlu City."

"There is no such good wine in Yunlan City."

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, that's it."

…

From Wang Jintai's point of view, Han Muye didn't really understand the big city rising in the wasteland, so he answered perfunctorily.

As the guardian elders, Chen Qiu and the others knew more about the inside story.

Han Wudi is also a disciple of Sword Sect, and it is said that he is likely to be the elite of the Four Halls.

Perhaps it was because one of the elites of the sword sect had already risen to become a party elder, and the other was still struggling to run around, so Han Muye was so lighthearted about what Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal said. ?

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"By the way, Han Muye, how many floors did you finally step through when you were in the trial ground?" Yu Ze suddenly looked at Han Muye curiously and asked.

Han Wudi may be the elite of the Four Palaces.

The person in front of him is said to be the elite of the two halls, and there is even the possibility of becoming the elite of the three halls.

It's just how many steps you have stepped through, outsiders don't know.

How many steps?

Han Muye put down his wine glass, pondered for a while, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped.

"Peng—"

The door of the main hall was smashed open, and an angry swordsman stepped into it.

"Xiong Ke, are you looking for trouble?" Yu Ze frowned and said coldly.

Chen Qiu, who was beside him, also had a cold expression on his face.

However, Su Yunong looked a little embarrassed.

Usually, he is not close to Zhenxuan Hall and Zhenhuang Hall.

"The things he committed in the past have not been resolved, so it is not appropriate to be the guest of honor of the guarding elder, right?" Xiong Ke glanced at Han Muye, and said with a sneer.

Chen Qiu snorted, stretched out his hand and patted the long gum in front of him, and stood up: "Xiong Ke, my Zhenxuan Hall and your Zhenhuang Hall will tell the difference this time through the trial, you don't need to come to find fault at this time."

"Han Muye is from Zhenxuan Hall. If you want to trouble him, you can come directly to me."

Xiong Ke turned to look at Chen Qiu, his body was full of fighting spirit.

But he didn't mean to do it now, just sneered: "Okay, the trial will see the outcome."

He glanced at Han Muye again, laughed, turned around and left.

Between this coming and going, the atmosphere cooled down.

"Cough, um, I still have something to do, let's go first." Su Yunong shook his head, got up and left.

Above the hall, it was a little dull for a while.

"Hey, what are you doing to guard, you really don't have to stay in the sect and enjoy yourself." Yu Ze whispered, and took the glass in front of him and drank it.

Chen Qiu also shook his head and sighed: "My cultivation relies on the sect. Now that the sect needs it, how can I not do my best?"

Looking at Han Muye, seeing his calm expression, Chen Qiu said in a low voice, "When you came back all the way, you also saw the chaos in Yuzezhou, right?"

Han Muye nodded.

"It's not just Yuze Prefecture, but other states as well." Chen Qiu whispered.

The Xuanling Sword Sect is in charge of the seven states, and each state is guarded by several gods, which cost more than 30 strong men.

This does not include arrangements for some important places.

The strongmen of the sect were dragged everywhere, but they were not really able to manage all parties.

These celestial powerhouses are not as good as those who guarded the disciples at the beginning.

When Wang Minghe was there, he managed Yuze Prefecture in an orderly manner.

"Now that there is chaos in the Taoist sect, my sword sect also needs to gather strength, so each hall negotiates, and uses trials to determine various powers." Yu Ze looked at Han Muye, his eyes flashed deeply, and he said softly.

Simple.

This time, just because of Yunlan City's affairs, Sword Sect needed to send disciples to station in Immortal Burial City.

Each hall demarcates the positions of the seven states to guard according to the performance of the disciples of the hall in the immortal burial city.

The Xuanling Sword Sect has many inheritances, and there are only a few really powerful halls.

"So, the two elders want me to participate on behalf of Zhenxuan Hall?" Han Muye put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

Chen Qiu and Yu Ze looked at each other and nodded.

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There is no need for them to hide anything.

This time, Han Muye just returned, and Zhenxuan Hall had already negotiated to let Han Muye go to Immortal Burial City, just to complete the trial that was not completed at the beginning.

"Ahem, it's a little inhumane to ask you to go to Immortal Burial City. The elders mean, if you have any requirements, you can mention it." Chen Qiu lowered his voice and raised his hand to sign the word "immortal".

Fairy treasure.

Han Muye can receive an immortal treasure.

The reward is not small.

"Forget it." Han Muye shook his head, stood up, and looked outside the hall.

"The task of reinforcing the Immortal Burial City this time was originally provoked by me. I also wanted to go to the Immortal Burial City, and I would go to the Zhenxuan Hall instead." After Han Muye finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Chen Qiu and Yu Ze.

"I'm going to look for the reincarnation of Senior Wang Minghe, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, he moved and disappeared.

In the hall, Chen Qiu frowned and slowly looked at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze's expression was also solemn.

"He said, he provoked this mission?" Yu Ze asked in a low voice.

Chen Qiu nodded: "This time the guard mission is because Yunlan City City Lord Yunlan Sword Immortal broke the layout of Immortal Burial City, so—"

Yunlan Sword Immortal!

Yu Ze widened his eyes, turned his head slowly, and looked outside the hall.

"So, he, he is Han Wudi?"

"Jianxian Yunlan, Han Wudi, Han Muye..." Chen Qiu's face slowly turned red.

He reached out and grabbed the jug in front of him and gulped it down.

"Haha, happy!"

Opposite, Yu Ze also laughed.

Who would have thought that the elite juniors who they helped by the way because they valued them at the beginning have reached such a level!

The city owner of Yunlan City in the Yunteng Wasteland, the elder of the Immortal Realm, who can participate in the layout of the Bitter Immortal Realm will ruin the plans of the major sects, and the Sword Sect will also help carry everything.

Such a character actually grew up watching himself.

carefree!

Han Muye did not stay in the main hall, but left Yunlu City and walked slowly.

In front is a small village, surrounded by spiritual fields, where many immortal cultivators work.

Han Muye walked across the field and saw a group of eleven or twelve year old children swinging wooden swords on a flat ground.

On the side, a white-bearded old man was holding an iron sword in his hand and was constantly shouting.

"Chen Zi, the sword is too slow."

"Wang Dahe, your hands are like chicken paws, what about your strength?"

The old man was full of anger, his voice was loud, and the children waved their swords nervously.

Han Muye stood outside the flat and watched, watching the old man teach the basic swordsmanship of the Xuanling Sword Sect here.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the old man waved his hand and all the children dispersed.

"Why, are there any seedlings you like?" The old man who noticed Han Muye walked slowly towards Han Muye, and then asked.

Han Muye also wears the badge of Zhenxuan Hall on his chest.

"Prince Jian." Han Muye said softly.

"Haha, good eyesight." The old man laughed, put away the iron sword in his hand, and showed a smug look on his face.

"These ten little guys, Wang Zijian will be stronger in the future."

"This kid is naturally sensitive to swords."

With a look of embarrassment on his face, the old man looked at Han Muye: "You can take him away, but you have to ask this kid's permission."

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Slowly raising his hand, holding the long sword horizontally in his hand, the old man looked solemn: "In front of them, beat me."

The scattered children also saw the situation here and slowly gathered around.

"Look, the person in front of him is the official disciple of Jianzong, and he has the badge of disciple status." The old man said loudly.

The eyes of all the children fell on Han Muye's chest with envious expressions on their faces.

"Today, he wants to find a disciple to take away. I made an appointment with him. As long as he can beat the sword in my hand, I will let him choose at will." The old man shouted again.

Choose a disciple?

An official Sword Sect disciple is looking for someone to be a disciple?

The eyes of the children became more eager.

Even the immortal cultivators who came around after hearing the news were all envious.

Everyone here is just a disciple of Jianzong Waizong, and no one is qualified to become a disciple of Jianzong.

These children will go to trials when they grow up, but I don't know if one or two can really become Sword Sect disciples.

Being able to become a disciple of Jianzong is a chance.

Han Muye glanced around and nodded.

"Kuraga-"

The old man's long sword was unsheathed and turned into a whirlwind, slashing horizontally towards Han Muye's neck.

This sword was fast, and it went straight to the point, so that Han Muye had no chance to dodge.

"when-"

There was a sword light in Han Muye's hand, blocking the sword.

The sword in the old man's hand did not retract, but with the power of a single blow, it spun again.

Han Muye swept the blade of the sword in his hand, and the long sword and the long sword kept fighting.

The two swords collided, and the sound of sword cries became one.

The old man kept attacking, but he couldn't get three feet in front of Han Muye.

"when-"

With a long cry, the old man flew away, holding a long sword and looking at Han Muye.

"Sure enough, he is a disciple of the Sword Sect. His swordsmanship is superb, and I am ashamed." The old man handed over his hands, and then raised his long sword flat: "Please attack me with a sword, and let me see the methods of the disciple of the Sword Sect."

Han Muye never took the initiative to strike a sword from beginning to end.

At this moment, he nodded, the sword in his hand turned into a whirlwind, and a flicker had appeared in front of the old man.

The old man raised his sword to block it, but it blocked it. The sword edge made a mark on his collar, and then returned to the scabbard.

"Acceptance." Han Muye folded his hands and looked at a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child beside him.

"I'm taking him away."

The child raised his head, looked at Han Muye nervously, then turned back to the old man, and then to a middle-aged immortal cultivator in a gray robe.

"Zijian, hurry up, hurry up and kowtow to Master!" The gray-robed middle-aged man showed surprise and hurriedly drank.

The child hesitated for a moment, and was about to bend down and kneel when Han Muye raised his hand to stop him.

"I still have important things to do. I'm not in Yunlu City for the time being. I will bring him to the city and give him to a senior brother to teach him."

Han Muye raised his hand and threw a storage bag to the gray-robed immortal cultivator.

"You can go to the city to see him later."

The gray-robed immortal cultivator took the storage bag, his spiritual sense penetrated, his whole body trembled, and his eyes widened.

Hearing Han Muye's words, he raised his head blankly, the corner of his mouth trembled, and nodded.

100,000 Immortal Spirit Stones!

This is the Immortal Spirit Stone that he could never earn in his entire life!

To be able to take out 100,000 Immortal Spirit Stones for settlement expenses, no matter what, it is worth it.

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"Excuse me, that Jianfeng asked just now, why, why is it different?" When Han Muye led the child away, the white-bearded old man spoke eagerly.

"There is no Tao in your sword." Han Muye shook his head, and with a movement, he disappeared with the child.

If he hadn't seen that the old man's swordsmanship was not right, he wouldn't have taken away Wang Minghe's reincarnation now.

"There is no way..." The old man shuddered, looking at the sword in his hand, but for a while he was mad.

"Yes, I was wrong, I knew it back then, and I haven't changed it..."

"Brother, I was wrong..."

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When Han Muye told Wang Jintai that the child in front of him was the reincarnation of Wang Minghe, Wang Jintai was stunned.

They also looked for it, but never found it.

Han Muye wouldn't be able to find it this time if he didn't have a forging plate.

"Junior brother, if it is really the reincarnation of the uncle, we will protect him more, teach him carefully, and wait for him to wake up his memories of his past life." Wang Jintai said solemnly.

"Senior Brother Wang, this is what I left to the seniors. I will talk about other things when I return from Immortal Burial City." Han Muye handed a storage bag to Wang Jintai and left.

Burial Immortal City?

Wang Jin looked at Han Muye's back in surprise.

He looked at the storage bag in his hand, and when he stepped in, his eyes widened.

Magical treasures, spiritual treasures, spiritual stones, elixir...

The treasure in this storage bag is worth at least 100 million fairy spirit stones!

Even the guardian elders can't come up with so many treasures!

Turning to look at Wang Zijian who was standing there nervously, Wang Jintai forced a smile on his face.

"Wang Zijian? Good name. Let me take you to see the elder of the royal family first, to see how talented you are in cultivation."

A day later, Han Muye and Zhao Chen stood in front of the teleportation formation outside Yunlu City.

Behind them, in addition to Old Man Chu and Song Zhong who followed Zhao Chen, Han Muye's bodyguard, and hundreds of big demons.

Not far away, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, and Wang Jintai, together with the elders of the Wang family, were standing still, while Wang Zijian stood aside, a little embarrassed.

On the other side, several old people from the Gold Gathering Firm and a woman with tears on her face wiped away her tears.

"Hey, I said don't tell my mother." Zhao Chen scratched his head and glared at Old Chu.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm doing business, not anything else." Zhao Chen waved to the woman over there.

Hearing this, the woman's face became even more sad, she was about to struggle to come over, and was stopped by the old man of 50 with a face somewhat similar to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen saw the old man hold the woman, and said angrily, "Old man Zhao, if you dare to bully my mother, I will never stop with you!"

small book booth

He piled up his sleeves and waved his arms.

With a smile on the old man's face, he released his hand.

The woman on the side broke free and wanted to step forward again.

Zhao Chen hurriedly said: "Mother, I'm doing a big business. Look, I have Brother Han to take care of me, so I'll be fine."

Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with a hint of pleading on his face.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and cupped his hand, "Don't worry, Auntie."

As his voice fell, a sword light soaring to the sky pierced the world!

The brilliance of this sword light made the entire Yunlu City change color for thousands of miles, and immortal energy surged in the land of 100,000 miles!

Peerless Sword Fairy!

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[Full comprehension level: Sixty Years of Sword Pavilion Viewing Sword] []

These powerhouses are among the sword sects, and they are also the ones who suppress the party and run rampant in the fairy world!

Han Muye, who was with Zhao Chen, turned out to be such a great swordsman!

The dazzling sword light made the entire Yunlu City tremble.

Everyone in the Wang family, Jujin Trading Company, all stared blankly at the sword light.

Several sword lights flickered in Yunlu City in the distance, but they were suppressed by this sword light, and they couldn't even fly.

Behind Han Muye, each of the twenty blue-armored guards showed their aura.

Fairy!

Twenty angels!

The immortal's aura caused the surrounding void to vibrate.

What kind of power is this?

It is in the sword sect, and also the inheritance of a hall, can it have such a magnificent power?

Twenty angels accompany him, this is the pomp of the Yunlan City Lord.

A smile appeared on Chen Qiu's face, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly trembled and widened his eyes.

Right in front of him, behind Han Muye, a hundred majestic men were formed by the sky-high demonic light.

Fairy!

It's all a fairy godmother!

are you crazy…

The power of heaven and earth aroused in an instant, directly imprisoned the surrounding 100,000 miles.

"Mother, are you relieved now?"

"I'm really doing a big business~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhao Chen coughed lightly, under the pressure of the immortals, he shouted a little short of breath, then waved his hand and stepped into the teleportation formation.

The sword light on Han Muye's body converged and landed in the teleportation formation.

Behind him, everyone followed closely behind, restraining their breath and stepping into the teleportation formation.

"This kid is really ready..." Zhou Sheng, who flew out of the teleportation array, snorted and stepped into the array, causing the fairy light to rise.

"This, this kind of power..." Yu Ze and Chen Qiu showed emotion on their faces.

City Lord Yunlan, who is accompanied by hundreds of celestial powerhouses, is the eldest immortal who suppressed one side.

"Haha, I, Zhao Yaozu, knew that I gave birth to an amazing son. You see, he has such a powerful cover." At the Jujin Trading Company, the old man beside Zhao Chen's mother smiled proudly.

In the distance, the elders of Yunlu Township, Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen, who flew over, looked gloomy, and Su Yunong, who followed closely behind, looked regretful.

…

"Om-"

The immortal light of the teleportation formation dissipated, Han Muye stepped out of the big formation, and there was already a row of sword cultivators in white robes waiting in front of him.

The leader smiled.

"Senior Brother Han, stay safe." Zhu Yong, an elite disciple of the Temple of Heaven, stood there and bowed to Han Muye.

"Senior brother retrieved the inheritance of Uncle Zhu Ming. He is the one who wished my family a great deal. If you have time, please come to my Zhu family."

Behind him, everyone bowed.

Han Muye nodded with a smile, looked at the crowd in front of him, and then looked at the pavilion and city tower in the distance, and said with a smile, "It seems that the sect welcomes my return."

Hearing his words, Zhu Yong raised his head and looked solemn: "Welcome, the two thousand three hundred and twenty sect elites are waiting to sharpen their swords."